Only reason I dissed you in the first place is because you denied seeing me, Now I'm pissed off. Sit back homey relax, infact grab a six pack, kick back
tell me honey why you?re crying If you?ve got a very, very, very beautiful smile Oh babe you made my heart so blue That now I have no reason to believe
out right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Young Zee] I got great skills And if my record sells eight mil' I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted Get drunk
And Opie is our master. I am the master. He's so smart, he's the smartest guy we know. He created this. Knock me out. Master of the mother-fucker. Wait
Torture, They Rape And They Slaughter Claiming Their Way Of The Cross Cast Out From Eden Baptized Into Treason With Sighless Eyes Lost Clouds Of Reason
if she ain't got my doe You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow "loaded with cash no plex no more" Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-
she ain't got my doe You hoes best to run for cover cause we bouts to blow "loaded with cash no plex no more" Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-r than
master glow? It's all for hip-hop, nothing else can match the vibe of trying to switch spots As big as it's got, we raise it to an infinite notch To see them arms flop Reggie Miller fight after drunk
wit no snitches still Quick wit barettas, wit hammers quick to get wit ya Now a nigga hit up, clipped up And real motherfucker know we all about stackin those digits The reason
right? They bite They never right That's not polite [Young Zee] I got great skills And if my record sells eight mil' I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted Get drunk
some good little bastards, turn your textbooks to page 7 Where it reads that God got drunk, drove heaven into a tree Now there's no reasons left for
wanna go somewhere where the bitches is pretty, but they'll saw your head off- Nigga, come to my city [Drunken Master] My city is where it's at My city
your album's out the door, Yo A fast one and I can't pull it faster Aight you scheming bastard...that's 8...now can I have my master? [Kno] Yo, I hate
Yeah, yeah Master of all self-hate Shaolin cipher heat, niggas For my militant soldiers Yeah, check it out Yo, yo As night falls the commando's teams
wrist, burstin' their dreams Guaranteeing you'll be feelin' this, superb when I glean I spit fire, homocidal, and there's no reasoning Get drunk, bury
she tried to flex like funk master I got my gun in my lap I can't get to my trunk faster Smoke this weed first and then we get drunk after Cause at home
Then tell me honey why you?re crying If you?ve got a very, very, very beautiful smile Oh babe you made my heart so blue That now I have no reason to